The Misfit of Demon King Academy

Heine makes an innocent smile

“If you look down on humans too much you’ll regret it onii-san.” (Heine)

With those parting words, they left for the front row of the auditorium.

“Arnos-kun.” (Eleonor)

Eleonor makes as small beckoning gesture and whispers to me

“Hey. Did you forget my advice?” (Eleonor)

“Humans haven’t changed in 2000 years?” (Arnos)

She nods.

“Then there’s no problem. Humans are always plotting something and they soon realise its pointless. It will be the same now as it was then.” (Arnos)

Eleonor’s face goes blank listening to my words.

“What was your name in your past life Arnos-kun?” (Eleonor)

“The same as it is now.” (Arnos)

“Arnos Voldigod?” (Elenor)

When I nodded Eleonor tilted her head like she was trying to remember.

“It seems humans have completely forgotten my name.” (Arnos)

“No matter how famous you were then you should still be careful now.” (Eleonor)

Giving me a warning Eleonor heads back down to the seats.

“Eleonor.” (Arnos)

She turns around with a questioning look.

“What was your name before you reincarnated?” (Arnos)

“Same as you Arnos-kun. I’ve been Eleonor for a long time.” (Eleonor)

I knew all the important people in Azeshion but I’m not familiar with that name. Even looking directly at her origin I’m sure I never met her in the age of myths.

“I don’t think we ever met as I don’t recognise you.” (Arnos)

If she has her memory from her previous lives then there’s a very high probability that she was born after I died. It was probably some time after the demon king of tyranny was renamed to Avos Dillheavia.

“Later then.” (Eleonor)

Eleonor heads of to Heine and the others.

“When did you meet?” (Misha)

“We met by chance on the day we arrived in Gairadeite.” (Arnos)

Misha stares at Eleonor sitting down in the front row.

“……..Looks sad……” (Misha)

“Eleonor?” (Arnos)

Misha nods.

“She seems very carefree though.” (Arnos)

“Surface appearance.” (Misha)

I look at Eleonor but I can only see a carefree person with a no tension expression on her face.

“Could be something else.” (Misha)

“Is it hard to explain?” (Arnos)

Misha nods.

“Forget about it.” (Misha)

“No.” (Arnos)

At the very least Eleonor knows what the Academies scheme is and it seems that she doesn’t agree with it otherwise there would be no reason to give me any advice.

If that is the case then its no wonder she’s suffering even with her laid back personality.

Misha’s demon eyes see through people more than most.

“I’ll bear it in mind.” (Arnos)

Misha blinks a couple of times.

“Arnos is kind.” (Misha)

“No. It’s because you have excellent demon eyes.” (Arnos)

Misha shakes her head.

“On about Eleonor.” (Misha)

“Does it seem like I’m being meddlesome?” (Arnos)

“Something else?” (Misha)

“She seems to know what happened in the years after I died. It’s possible she might have a lead on Avos Dillheavia.” (Arnos)

Misha looks at me while I’m talking.

“It can’t be helped if I end up helping her while dealing with this dull plot.” (Arnos)

*Fufufu* Misha laughs softly.

“Arnos like.” (Misha)

Misha sees straight through to my true motive.

Yare yare. This is actually a bit embarrassing.

“Sit down?” (Misha)

“Aah.” (Arnos)

The seating in the auditorium is roughly divided into two and according to the sign the hero academy is to the right of the blackboard and the demon king academy is to the left of the blackboard.

Moving over to the left side we sit in the middle.

While waiting students slowly start filtering into the room. After a while, Misa, Sasha, various royals and members of my fan union also enter.

Are all the students of the hero academy attending? All the seats bar one are taken on their side.

Just like our school is divided into black and white clothes their’s is divided into scarlet and indigo blue.

Scarlet is for those belonging to Jergakanon and looking around the room there’s not many of them.

My back was tapped with a finger just as class was about to start.

“Arnos-sama, what’s happened to Ray-san?” Misa asks in an anxious voice.

Oh yeah, that guy hasn’t come yet.

“He fell asleep again.” (Arnos)

He’s a shameless guy sleeping through the first day.

“Well. Not like he’d get much out of the class anyway. He’ll turn up later with an innocent look on his face no doubt.” (Arnos)

“Ahahah…….that’s true…..” (Misa)

The bell rang out and unlike our school, this one gives off a gentle tone.

Menou and a stern-looking man in the prime of his life entered the auditorium.

The man is wearing a red robe and looks very inflexible. A teacher from the hero academy I assume.

“Sit down everyone.”

The man spoke in a low voice and all the students still standing immediately sat down.

“As we’ve been telling you for a while the academy exchange starts today. For those of you from the demon king academy I am Diego Kanon Ijayshka. I’m the headteacher here at the hero academy and I’m also the teacher in charge of the selection class Jergakanon.” (Diego)

The headteacher of the selection class. They’re pulling out all the stops for this exchange.

By his name, Diego is also one of the Kanon reincarnations and he’s no doubt a graduate of his academy.

It seems some of them who studied here now teach the next generation of heroes and pass on their teachings.

Looking at him I can’t see the Kanon from 2000 years ago. Another miss.